Disclaimer: this was handed to a co-worker while she waited in line at a Pancake House. She said the guy was staring and making her feel uncomfortable, dropping all sorts of lines that make the Creep Meter overload and self-destruct.
This begs the question: how many of these cards does he have? How many has he given out? What kind of pathetic, self-loathing mouse of a woman gets this card and honestly thinks this playa gives a damn about her or the 50 other women that probably call him.
Listen to me. Like women are really calling. *snicker*
I almost wish he’d stepped to me. Seriously pal, do I look like someone who needs your charity?